Chapter 17
What does ‘crusty anal douchewipe’ mean?” Irian asks. We’re going through older scrolls written almost entirely in the Old Tongue and he’s using my help to translate them.
“What’s the context?” I say. I don’t know the literal translation, but I might be able to get close.
“It’s in scripture several places. A description of the Northern God’s enemies,” he says.
“You might want to leave that out. Use ‘coward’ instead.”
“Is it that bad?”
I laugh, more a sharp bark than a laugh. “Compared to what he could have said? No.”
“I see.” He rearranges the source scrolls laid out on the library table. Another scroll, half blank, holds his authoritative, revised edition. With consummate care, he dips his quill into the inkwell and copies more family-friendly wording. You have to think
